🇳🇬🤎BROWN SKIN GIRL🇬🇧🇺🇸
{Love across races}
Theme: She’s a Nigerian
Genre: Romance
©2025 Wizzy Babe C. All rights reserved
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CHAPTER 9&10
•Night~Trisha and Ann’s Place•
Ann paced outside, looking worried as ever.
If Trisha would have taken her phone with her, it’d have been a different ball game.
But now, Trisha’s phone is with Ann!
“I swear I’ve never been this worried, I’ll kill you miss Africa!”she muttered and like magic, she spotted a brown skin girl in a blue crop top and shorts.
That was what Trisha wore before leaving…but this one’s dressing is messed with.
Intentionally torn with blade.
“Miss Africa?”She ran to meet Trisha.
“What happened to you?”she accessed Trisha from head to toe.
Trisha looks completely fine, but the fact that her clothes are messed with and her sad face made Ann worry more.
“Talk to me”Ann pulled her, walking back to their apartment, or flat since it’s England.
“I’m hungry”Trisha pouted.
“Not that way of starting, where did you go? Why’s your cloth torn? Did someone mess with you? Where the hell is your Polaroid? Talk to me”Ann rushed her words.
They entered and Trisha fell her arse on the bed.
“The rumors about Bryan having a girlfriend is true…but she’s nothing like they describe. She’s a witch”Trisha said and silence fell in the room.
“So?”Ann sat beside her.
“I want Salad Cobb with blue cheese. I’m famished”Trisha said.
“Gosh, be serious!”Ann groaned.
•Bryan’s Residence•
Bryan closed his eyes, enjoying the night’s cool breeze.
He’s in the balcony, smoking blunt without care. Like he owns the world.
Freddy entered and frowned. He just had his bath, he’s funnily in a white bathrobe with a white towel wrapped around his head. He’s looking handsome and cute.
“Gimme that!”he snatched the blunt seated in between Bryan’s fore and middle finger.
He threw it on the floor and crushed it with his foot. Thank gawd he’s in slippers.
Bryan looked at the crushed blunt and faced his view without saying anything.
“Yollie called me, she said she’s back and…”Freddy paused when a lady figure emerged through the huge black gate.
“Yollie?”he blinked and laughed.
Bryan’s eyes followed Yolanda, not blinking once till she got to a point where she could spot them.
“Bryan Baby! I missed you!”she gushed and took the entrance, running in.
“She’s turning crazy at this point. I’m surprised you haven’t changed the passcode, I fear you”Freddy told Bryan.
“Why?”Bryan glanced at him.
“You want her to keep coming? Normal dude will change his home’s passcode if someone annoying knows it but you left it”Freddy said, Yolanda entered same time.
“Yollie, you look eviler than before”Freddy said, partly friendly, partly mocking.
“And what’s that supposed to mean?”she glared.
“Oh nothing, it’s a compliment”he raised both hands and winked at her, walking out.
“Quiet arsehole, I’ll be in my room, sleeping. Please don’t kill Yollie for me”he trailed.
“Get the füç? out. Shut the füç? up. You shouldn’t be here Freddy!”Yolanda screamed.
Then she turned to Bryan whose back hasn’t moved, he hasn’t turned to look at her. He just stared at the beyond.
“Baby, it’s not fair. I’ve been away from London and you didn’t call. I called, you completely ignored my calls”she muttered in the gentliest way she could offer.
“No one’s here, Yolanda. Stop acting”Bryan replied.
She smiled.
“Yeah, I do everything, the calling, the texts, the caring but that doesn’t mean I pretend. I really care about you”she said.
Bryan didn’t reply. Yolanda looked down at the crushed blunt and gasped.
“Did you smoke? Oh Baby, it’d have been hard for you! I’m so sorry I didn’t come soon enough, Paris didn’t wanted to release me. Please forgive me!”she ran to hug Bryan from behind.
Strangely, he didn’t push her away. Yolanda frowned in surprise.
What’s happening? Is this really Bryan? Did he let her hug him?
Well,she’s fúcking glad. She closed her eyes enjoying his patchouli scent. Whatever he’s planning in his head won’t be nice but it can wait.
She needs this hug.
•Next Day~ CIAS•
No classes for Ann today so it’s just Trisha.
She’s quite early so she just have to hang around till it’s time.
She has another Polaroid camera with her and she’s taking pictures of the garden.
“You never get tired, do you?”Collins said behind her.
She turned to stare at him. His eyes are on her. He’s casually resting on a heroic statue standing in the middle of the garden. A hand in his pocket and the other flicking a lighter.
“No?”she frowned.
“You seem to be popular. Everyone talks about a girl with brown skin who stole the ‘almighty BMW’s attention”Collins said and stood straight, walking to her.
“Attention my foot. And what’s your damn business about that?”Trisha asked.
“Oww, sassy, tsk tsk”he clicked his tongue.
“If you have nothing to say to me, I’ll just…”Trisha gasped when a palm met her arse.
She looked back at Collins who smiled like he just won a trophy.
“Soft and…”he tried talking.
Collins didn’t see that coming, it came so fast and…and sudden.
Trisha’s five small fingers met his cheek. She just slapped him!
“The füç?!”He screamed holding his cheek with a hand, his lighter fell from his other hand so he used that hand to hold the first hand.
His eyes became teary. Not that he’s crying but…well, his eyes are teary.
“You should know your limits. Not all girls are sluts craving for your rotten dick”Trisha scoffed and marched away.
At least, her anger would have been softer if Yolanda didn’t play the drama she played yesterday.
füç? Bryan for telling her he owns her when he has a girlfriend.
Collins eyes remained bulging, his hands stayed that way.
He watched Trisha disappear before looking down at his crotch.
‘…not all girls are sluts craving for your rotten dick’ Those words haunted him like a hawk.
He bit his lower lip and nodded.
“Game on”he said and walked away, not bothering to pick his lighter.
*
Trisha walked down the hallway, bumping into people without apologizing.
•Excuse you?
•oww.
•rude.
She didn’t say anything, just as she was about entering her class, someone pulled her by the arm.
She almost flared up.
“Trish. Are you okay?”Axel held her shoulders. He was the one who pulled her back.
“I’m fine.”she sighed.
“You looked like you’d kill someone”he smiled, she did too.
“Nothing much. I didn’t see you”She said.
“After class is over, would you mind walking with me?”he asked.
“Of course I wouldn’t mind, you’re my Course mate and friend”Trisha raised her lids.
“Of course I’m just your friend”Axel mumbled, Trisha didn’t hear that because she already rushed to the class.
Axel followed.
•A Game House•
Only Bryan and Freddy are in the tennis room, both cool in their outfits, playing table tennis.
“Arrrgggghhh”Freddy groaned for the fifteenth time, wiping off his sweat from his forehead.
Bryan rolled his eyes.
The game went on.
Bryan won.
Bryan won again.
And again.
“JESUS FÚCKING CHRIST!”Freddy screamed and fell on the chair behind him.
“Next time you compete with your mate”Bryan said, picking a short towel. He started wiping his sweat.
“What do you mean? You’re not my mate? You and I were birthed same year. I’m even two days older than you!”Freddy fired, Bryan chuckled and sat down.
“And we’re a year older than Yollie baby…”A punch met Freddy’s nose and he started bleeding.
“Oww, that’s more like my Quiet arsehole”Freddy groaned, covering his nose with both hands.
“Shut up,Fred. They’re times you need to need to zip it.”Bryan glared, picked his phone from a couch and walked out.
“You’re changing bro, only one punch?”Freddy ran after him.
“füç?, my nose”he muttered, running back in to look for tissue or anything to wipe of his bloody nose.
Bryan’s veins popped out of his neck as he walked out. His phone beeped in his hand, signifying the call is coming in his special number.
Only three people has this number. His secret informant, Freddy and Trisha.
And Trisha? She’d be so surprised cause she doesn’t know. Not yet.
Bryan looked at the screen. It’s indeed his secret informant.
One who secretly fishes out hidden secrets.
He swiped the green button, Freddy walked out same time with ice pack glued to his nose.
“You’re a genius boss, you guessed right. Your father’s accident was a planned one”A male’s voice was heard on the other line.
“And?”Bryan mummured.
“The words are heavy to say, but I’ll try. Who you’ve been suspecting for ten years now, planned it all”The voice drew the words.
Freddy widened his eyes, Bryan gritted his jaw and nodded.
“Fine, just lay low. Gather all proofs”Bryan said, his voice suddenly turning weak. His palms became sweaty and his phone almost slipped from his hand, Freddy was quick to collect the phone.
“Yes boss”the voice said. Freddy hung up.
“So…”he muttered, unable to form words.
Bryan walked back in, locking the door behind him.
Freddy sighed. He just knows that game room will be ruined. He better go start paying for damages.
“Take care of yourself,bro”he knocked the door twice and walked away.
Meanwhile, Bryan was already destroying things.
He flipped the ping pong table upside down, gaining loud sound. He easily smashed the TV with the tennis’ racket.
Bam! Clash! Shatter!
He literally destroyed everything in the room and when it looks like all has been tampered with, Bryan walked to the already cracked mirror, punching it non-stop.
Blood spilled but he wasn’t ready to stop. And he won’t stop until he’s ready to do that.
*
Freddy had made payment for the damages caused in the room. He just said BMW is buying the room and since everyone knows BMW, the manager didn’t bother knowing why he’s buying the game room or what he’s going to do with the room, he just accepted the money.
As far as money as been payed, no p. Money is life.
Freddy walked to the swimming hall where competition is going on.
He doesn’t look interested as he relaxed by the wall, watching the swimmers jump into the pool, swimming their lives out. The cheers and screams did nothing to him.
He’s hella worried about Bryan. Yeah, Bryan’s gonna hurt himself in there, but Freddy can’t do a thing! If he tries stopping Bryan, then things will turn out worse.
It’s better he lets him be, then he’ll come around.
“Ann Yeom-ji Kyung wins!”the announcer screamed.
Everyone clapped. Freddy watched as the winner was helped out of the pool.
He gulped at the white, ???y body in that swimming suit.
The swimmer removed her swimming goggles, smiling widely.
Freddy stood straight when he realized her. The witch who downgraded him.
Ann waved her fans, blowing kisses and flashing sweet smile. Her eyes caught Freddy and she sneered, giving him the middle finger.
Freddy quickly looked away, pinching himself.
“Why’d you look away? Darn it”he scolded himself.
•Morning~CIAS•
“This Friday is a boring one”Ann parked her bike among others in the parking zone.
Trisha giggled and jumped down from the bike, removing her helmet. She kept it on the handle.
“Thanks for the ride Annie, it was so wonderful”she winked and trotted away.
Ann batted her lids accessing Trisha’s outfit. A blue sweater crop top and a girlfriend jean, matched with a pair of sneakers. She has a bandana tired around her hair and white glasses making her look serious.
“Look at her cute self go. Errr, as if she’s a good girlie”Ann mouthed and smiled.
“She’s been moody since the unknown bitch intentionally tore her clothes with a blade, but just yesterday, she became happy again. What’s going on?”she thought and got down from her bike, locking it. She removed her helmet and dressed her hair.
“Badly wanna know that Hollander of a bitch. Or Yolanda, whatever”she scoffed, pressing her tummy.
She started groaning, cursing in Korea.
She badly wanna poo.
*
Trisha got to Axel who’s been waiting under a beautiful tree. Trisha suddenly had the urge to take snapshots of the tree but she held herself.
“Hey”she winked. Axel, at first five seconds was mesmerized, but he cleared his throat.
“You’re hot”He commented.
“Please, I’ve always been hot”she bragged, he smiled a charming one.
“is it only you, or do all Africans brag?”he teased.
“I’ll take that as a compliment”she said. He smiled again.
Damn, he’s used to smiling nowadays.
“I really thought you won’t come. Not like we’re having any class today”he genuinely said.
“I enjoyed your company yesterday. When you texted, I had to rush out here”she said.
“Where should we visit first?”Axel said, he was expecting somewhere outside the school.
“The restaurant. I’m famished”she pouted, pointing to the restaurant building not far from them.
“Ohh”Axel nodded, masking his disappointment with a smile.
‘Well, it’s not up to a week you met her Axel, stop acting like your heart is broken’ his inner man told him.
“May we?”he stretched out his palm.
“We may”she took it. They interlocked fingers, walking towards the restaurant.
•Make way for BMW!
•Oh my gawd, my husband.
•shh, Yolanda is with him.
•Yolanda is back? I’m disappointed
•BMW.
•Omg, Freddy too!
Two cars rolled in. A Ford Mustang and a Rolls Royce.
Freddy came out of the Ford as hot as füç?.
Dressed in an ironed black shirt with rolled up sleeves, fine fitted black pants under, the belt is expensive and it’s revealing itself because Freddy stuck in.
Sleek black shoes and dark expensive eyeglasses. On his left wrist is an expensive gold wristwatch that cost millions.
•ohhhh, kill me please
•My Freddy!
Trisha knows that’s the Freddy Ann talked about. No, Ann ought to crush on him. Like what the hell?
Bryan got out of the Rolls Royce and all the girls literally died.
•Gosh, what it this!
•This innocent Friday?!
•My BMW!
•If I sin by fúcking my doll, blame BMW
Trisha’s eyes never left Bryan. He’s too too too hot. He’s hot as fúck. No, he’s hot and ???y as hell!
His hair is darkly, messily, sinfully hot. He’s in black too.
Black body hug t-shirt as usual but this time with an expensive jacket on top. Dark fitted pants, and heavy, wickedly expensive boots. Gold chain necklaces dangling on his neck like he was advertising them. Gold wristwatch. Expensive perfume which Trisha could inhale. Everything on him screams wealth.
Trisha’s eyes drowsed as she looked at his adam apple and…
Wait…
Yolanda came out of the front door of Bryan’s car!
It’s true! He fúcking has a girlfriend!
Yolanda’s wicked smirk painted her beautiful face as she jammed the door with pride.
She’s literally naked and Trisha doesn’t wanna access her dressing so she looked away, suddenly feeling hot.
Axel noticed her hotness and he tightened his hold on Trisha’s hand. She looked up at him and they exchanged faint smiles.
Both are uncomfortable.
Trisha hates Bryan alright. But she also hate to see Yolanda with him.
Axel hates Bryan too and he should be happy his stupid girlfriend is back. But he’s angry because Trisha’s glancing at Bryan!
Freddy walked different direction entirely. Bryan walked straight, not giving Yolanda any chance to touch him. She just made sure she’s walking same pace with him.
Trisha noticed Bryan’s hands. He’s bandaged on both palms around. Bryan also noticed Trisha’s hand, Axel is holding her.
Their eyes locked. Trisha frowned, he smirked and continued his walk, never looking back till he disappeared.
“Let’s go eat”Axel pulled Trisha. She followed.
•Restaurant•
Trisha and Axel selected their choice of food from the menu.
Their table was filled in no time.
Salad, fried rice and chicken, veggies, spicy pork, chops, fruits, cheesecake, burger, two bottles of water, soft drinks and more.
Axel made to pay the waitress who served them but she smiled, waving her hands in rejection.
“What?”Axel and Trisha chorused.
“Since Miss Trisha is here, there’s no need to pay”the young lady smiled, they exchanged glances and looked back at her in confusion.
“BMW settled all her bills”she said.
“What?!”They chorused.
“Yeah, and she doesn’t need to pay for anything she buys here.”she dropped the bombshell.
“Huh?”they chorused.
Again.
TBC…
